Xue Ye was secretly alarmed, sweat beading on his forehead and glistening down his back.
"Rest assured, Grandmaster Li. I will follow your instructions to the letter!"
Judging by Xue Ye's reaction, he had clearly guessed the truth, but he did not ask.
As expected of an emperor, he had a good head on his shoulders and understood the ways of the world.
Li Sen was pleased. Without another word, he set up a Soul Power Barrier, then said,
"Sit cross-legged. I'll treat you now."
Xue Ye sat cross-legged.
Li Sen moved behind him and sent his soul power into his body.
The poison had penetrated deep into his internal organs and bone marrow, leaving all his organs in a state of accelerated failure.
He was in his forties and a Soul Master, yet his body was more fragile than that of a seventy-year-old man.
Li Sen frowned slightly.
Xue Ye's condition was much like Dugu Bo's.
But Dugu Bo cultivated poison. He had resistance to it and could control it.
With the help of medicine, he could force the poison out of his bone marrow himself. Even Martial Soul Evolution could easily resolve it.
Xue Ye was different. His soul power level was low, and he did not cultivate poison.
In that case, there were only two ways to treat him without using immortal herbs.
One was to slowly nurse him back to health and force out the poison, but that would take far too much time.
Li Sen could not stay for long.
After giving it some thought, Li Sen offered a friendly warning.
"Your Majesty, the treatment will hurt a little. I suggest finding something to bite down on.
I'm afraid you might scream so loudly that it damages your image—or bite so hard you shatter your